Chantelecaster

Well I don't mean to get emotional on ya but there's something I gotta say and I wager it's in danger of being depraved Bite down hard I want a mark Draw blood no false starts Scream in my ears so they ring That's it babe I'm hurting Gimme stitches that I don't need I got itches you force-feed Cutter is dead but now instead The roadgunner has been bred Now I know you don't want to hear this but it's true, ya hear me, very true At least about as true as any of the other horseshit being flung around this sorry excuse for a town Take my finger break it good Get a splint if you could I go numb with injury Yes babe I heard your plea I'll stick with you but if you ever go I'll limp along just wantchu to know Need help hitting my head on walls You're a guitar you're nothing at all Baby baby baby please please hurt me